St Pat's Day Dilemma

Well, here I am stuck in Roswell again! Honestly, who does that on St. Pat's Day? What was my mother thinking? I should be in Savannah where the rivers are green and so are the people! Because of my "situation" I couldn't decide what to wear...there was no point in dressing in green as it would only depress me. Maybe next year I'll have the luck of the Irish (and be old enough to drink, errrr, I mean, make it to Savannah).

Nobody Nose the Trouble I've Seen...

Mommy is always complaining about something…and I was so tired of the constant whining, so last Thursday night, I gave her something to really grumble about.
The day was a bit different than our average Thursday. My friend Jessica Patrice Burdett and her Dad (that’s Chris “Birdie” Burdett to the big folks) came over that day for lunch and a play date. They live pretty far away, so it is always a special treat to see them. I, of course, entertained them with my new-found vocabulary.
Even after my nap, I was still a bit exhausted from all the extra activity. Well, we all know what happens when I get overtired—hypercity. Dad tried to wear me out in the basement playroom, but I was fired up. At approximately 8:00PM Dad took me upstairs to get my before-bath milk. He went to the kitchen; I made a beeline for the master bedroom where Anna and Mommy were lounging. What fun! I wanted to lounge too…but I didn't really know how. So I crawled up the leather ottoman and onto the bed and immediately started laughing and wallowing around in the pillows. The next thing I know, I hear Mommy scream…I had fallen backwards on her face! The back of my hard little head hit her square in the nose and broke it. She told Daddy it sounded like a chicken bone snapping in her head. She’d never had a broken bone before…ever…and she is an old lady. Imagine that! I was perfectly fine, of course. I didn’t understand why she got to have my goldfish icepack AND my polar bear icepack on her face though…they’re mine! She had those things out of the freezer within a minute. I guess it paid off to steal my toys though, because she has only a little black bruising around her right eye and that’s it…..for now. She went to an ENT during my nap yesterday, and he put some drops up her nose and then stuck a camera in there! So cool. He told her the swelling was so bad inside (but not outside, I’m so proud of my icepacks) that she’d have to come back in about 3-4 weeks for another exam and see what the bone had decided to do. If is makes a bad depression or grows into a big bump or gives her congestion fits, she might have to get it “fixed” (whatever that means). That bone better behave! There are so many things to do and see in this crazy world. I didn’t even have breaking Mommy’s nose on my to-do list…I guess when you’re a toddler, you just somehow find time to do the fun things.

CSI: Roswell

It is March 1st, and I am still sick. CSI is in full swing (Coughing, Sneezing and Irritating). It's been fifteen days now. Mama plans to take me to the doctor on Tuesday if I haven't gotten a whole lot better. I'm sorry I was grumpy when my Mom's family gathered here to celebrate a major milestone in my grandparents' love life—oh wait, that was my MOM! I hope little Sarah didn't notice. She was so sweet to me, and even gave me hugs. I had to cancel so many plans this month (and last month) over this bug. I don't like bugs. They give me a headache. Anyway, I just wanted to apologize to all the people I have let down on my social calendar of late because of my cough due to cold. Speaking of....check out my calendar for upcoming events...a certain someone is going to have to make up for lost playtime real soon...and someone has a birthday coming up!!!!Yipppeee... I want more books and some baby binoculars....and....and....It's snowing today! Check my new video that Daddy made today to see GEORGIA in the snow. Stay well...and Run DMC (Daddy, Mama, Child).